Wang Peng didn't even pull out the scabbard, the sword stood in front of him pointedly, and the old god watched the whole scene with a sneer on the corner of his mouth. Of course, he didn't plan to take action personally, as a descendant of the family, the education he received since childhood was that he didn't have to take action in person, and he had his own guards to deal with it, because the guards were disabled or killed in battle, and a large number of people came to enlist, if the children were injured, it was irreparable, so their focus was on personal cultivation and strategizing.

Of course, he also has the confidence that he doesn't need to make a move, the entire basin is shrouded by the power of the four small formations, and it is absolutely impossible for the strength below the Yuan Infant Stage to cast a spell, look at the present, the twenty-four Jindan period triple to five good hands, surrounded by an old horse in the Jindan period and a Jindan stage quadruple, just relying on their own cultivation to fight hard, how can there be no reason to win?

"Cut them first, and they can't take care of themselves. Wang Peng's previous depressed mood couldn't help but get better, and he waved his hand as if the master of the Discipline Hall had made a judgment, and his subordinates immediately swarmed up.

Lao Ma's mood is the most complicated, although Duan Qing didn't say anything, but his guilt has not been alleviated, in fact, he is not surnamed Ma, and there is no word or meaning related to horses in his name, all because Lao Ma's adventure career in the past thirty years, he is very familiar with the environment of various areas, as if he knows the old horse, he often guides some teams, so there are many people who call it, and this nickname has been handed down.

However, today, this old horse led Duan Qing into the encirclement under the condition of being cautious, even if there are many reasons, it is difficult to escape the blame, and the self-blame in his heart has no time to tell, and can only be interpreted as a desperate battle.

At the moment, the old horse pulled out the long knife with him, facing the Wang family guards who came over, and suddenly swung the knife and slashed over, swinging away the two long swords that stabbed him, and slashed down with a backhand knife in the chest, so frightened that the two guards hurriedly rolled out backwards on the spot, the old horse was unforgiving, the long knife swept back and forth to chase the two, and the other guards who were originally going to surround saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly came over to block the rescue, the old horse suddenly flew forward, fit into the arms of a person, knocked it to the ground, and then rolled backwards, kicked with both feet, and the whole person flew back backwards in the distance.

Although the old horse was extremely fierce, among the twenty-four guards, the last two who had to go to support were only six people in the face, and all the rest of the people gathered in front of Duan Qing and surrounded him in a half-moon shape, all because of the eight people that Duan Qing had killed before, of course, so many people came not because of fear, but for revenge.

Among these guards, at least one-third of them are related, because a person enlists as a royal guard, and after a period of time, he feels that it is not bad, so he introduces good relatives, and most of the others are friends, even if there is no relationship, after standing guard together for a period of time and being born and dying, they will also become friends.

Therefore, Duan Qing's previous actions can be described as a public outrage.

"Boy, grandpa wants your life!"

"Kill!"

Before the words fell, the three sturdy guards who bore the brunt of the sword stabbed towards Duan Qing together, and two people on each side of the other side held swords to flank the attack, but the remaining dozen people had no position to attack head-on, and at the same time they were anxious, their faces were fierce, and they let out a shout in their mouths, constantly squeezing hard from the gaps, scrambling, and they all wanted to be the first to pierce Duan Qing with a sword.

The whole scene looked like countless swords were swinging forward, like a huge meat grinder constantly sweeping towards Duan Qing.

"Kill!" Duan Qing snorted coldly in his heart, with a mistake under his feet, the whole person slid to the side a foot as if he was light and weightless, easily avoiding the three steel swords that stabbed at the same time, and raised the knife with his backhand to flick upward, and cut off the two wrists stretched out on the left side with one knife, and in the blood splash, the two figures and legs were weak, and they staggered back, while raising the wrist that had lost their palms and looked at it fiercely, and their faces were full of disbelief.

Immediately, Duan Qing didn't look back, didn't look at it, returned a knife, the blade pulled up a cold light, and immediately slashed at the heart of a guard who was trying to squeeze in from the gap in the crowd, and had just stood out and was going to show his skills, the hideous expression that had just brewed on the guard's face was instantly frozen, and when he bowed his head in surprise, the steel knife didn't know when it left, only a blood mist splattered out, he looked up with difficulty, looked at the culprit, and found that he had somehow jumped up, his sword continued to fail to hurt him, and even the blood that spurted out of his feet was slashed under his feet, without the slightest credit。

At Duan Qing's feet, a spear stabbed through, and a two-handed big knife slashed horizontally, stained with a lot of blood, but unfortunately it was not Duan Qing's, the two couldn't help but look up in amazement, only to see that the figure that seemed to be fluttering above their heads was tumbling, and the two feet somehow fell on their heads...

"Smack!"

Two crisp sounds, the two fell to the ground one by one, Duan Qing's seemingly powerless kick, but it kicked the skulls of both of them to smash, the contents of which could not withstand such pressure, and splashed out from the cracks, white and red, as if two bowls of fat sheep soup poured with chili oil were spilled.

And with the help of the strength of these two feet, Duan Qing's figure shot out, rushing at the three swordsmen who bore the brunt of the attack, and slashed out more than 20 knives in an instant, and the whole knife had turned into a phantom, one by one, one by one, so that the three musketeers only felt dazzled, and they couldn't tell which phantom was real, and when they were about to withdraw, there was a sudden twisting force on their wrists, and a knife light deceived them, and the three of them used all their strength to break the twisting force, but after a few times of fighting left and right, the force suddenly came in the opposite direction, and the palm could no longer grasp the sword in their hands。

I saw three swords flying up, and then a sword light slashed horizontally, and the three great heads rose from the ground like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, followed by a splash of blood, impacting on their respective heads, dyeing the pale and hideous face a blood-red.

"Gollum..."

The three heads fell to the ground, the three headless corpses fell to the ground with a bang, and the guards who were still desperately crowding forward stopped squeezing all of a sudden, their footsteps subconsciously retreated, and their eyes were dull looking at Duan Qing's back, there was a distance of only three zhang long, but it was a bloody road stained with blood, six corpses, and the wrists of the two holding weapons were cut off, and this life was considered a waste.

In the blink of an eye, eight people... That's it?

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, the most intuitive was Wang Peng, the so-called bystander Qing, at this time he didn't know what to think, the whole person looked at the battle circle in a daze, you know, this guy is just a heavy cultivation in the Jindan period!

What's more, he's just a casual cultivator!

As a descendant of a third-rate family, Wang Peng has a deeper understanding of the level of this world, not to mention the sect, not to mention the family, even if it is just a subordinate hall or even an ordinary guard, once requisitioned, the exercises they practice can be chosen, including supporting martial arts, so that even if these people are more than a small level of casual cultivation, they will be crushed.

But now, a loose cultivation of the first level of the Jindan period, a loose cultivation without any talent, even the exercises he cultivates are the most ordinary big road goods, but he has done something that even he can't do in the eighth level of the Jindan period?

Eight people in seconds!

Twenty-four subordinates, enough for him to kill in a few rounds?

While Wang Peng was shocked in his heart, he also had a deep jealousy, and he hated that the person who couldn't show his skills was himself!

At the same time, the old horse rolled backwards and fell back to the same place, and his shoulder was against Duan Qing's armpit, and the whole person was about to suddenly exert force, lift Duan Qing up, and send him away from this place, but the thick bloody qi made him instantly break away from his always calculating thinking, and he couldn't help but be equally stunned.

Lao Ma's guilt was not spoken, he just wanted to use practical actions to show his innocence, so he fought hard to kill the enemy, scattered the six people in front of him, tore out a hole before he was really surrounded, and then used his own strength to lift Duan Qing out of the battle circle, as for whether he can run away in the end, it depends on his creation.

But he never thought that in such a short period of time when he fought hard to disrupt the offensive of the six people, Duan Qing had already killed six people and abolished two, and he himself was not injured at all, he felt the stinging pain in his waist, the old horse was really ashamed of himself, and suddenly felt a pain in his waist, it turned out that Duan Qing was applying medicine to himself, and he said lightly: "If you can't leave, these people will continue to consume us like wild wolves hunting, so it's better to fight." Brother, you and I are back to back, okay?"

There was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in Duan Qing's words, faint, a little cold, but it made Lao Ma feel a burst of warmth, and he couldn't express it, so he could only nod his head heavily.

"Go, go, Go, Tema, Lao Tzu spent so much money to support you, are you here to be in a daze!" Wang Peng roared loudly.

These guards hesitated, their eyes flickered, and it was only at this time that they remembered that the corpses of those people by the pond were all Wang Peng's henchmen, including a think tank, and at this time, it seemed that this guy did not use any spell bonuses at that time, and killed everyone in an instant.

However, many times, things cannot be carried out according to the will of the individual, especially at this time, even if they want to run, but the family is still living in the living area of the Wang family, if they run away, will they have good fruit to eat? Even if they are used to seeing the pillars of the family die in battle, those family members have lost their source of livelihood, and even been driven out of the scope of the Wang family, but there is no way, now I only hope that I will show more loyalty, and I hope that Wang Peng can be better to his family...

The human heart is very complex and terrifying, once you have a certain mind, you will often do unexpected things, even if you know that the front is death, you will not have the slightest hesitation.

The rest of the guards were like this, they didn't look at each other, but they roared in an extremely tacit understanding, and the determination made Duan Qing sigh too.

But fighting, is inevitable.

Wang Peng squinted his eyes insidiously, silently drew his two-handed sword, and quietly approached the battle circle...